These Stars Are Our Stars

Laying beneath these endless stars,
My heart is happily proud,
To have found a love like ours,
To say 'I love you' out aloud,

Though this world may start to crumble,
And the stars may start to die,
Our love shall never tip or tumble,
And will live on passed this sky,

We may not be blessed with riches,
Or with the joy of our off-spring,
Sometimes we may have those itches,
And yearn to hear that lady sing,

But in our hearts of hearts we'll know,
There is no ever denying,
Though, those stars may sweep low,
This love is never dying,